Master of Beasts

As soon as Henry Zhang's kill word fell, the tough green vine shook violently, and the Guiwu Moyao who was pierced on it was immediately torn into countless pieces, and the blood rained all over the sky.

"Shua!"

With a sharp wind sound, the slender vines roared towards Song Luo like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole.

"Help me, Brother Mu, save me!"

His face was filled with panic, Song Luo flashed wildly in the sky, but the killing of Guiwu Moyao caused him to suffer an extremely serious backlash, and after a short while, his body was tightly entangled.

"Let him go!" Mu Ling's eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he glared at Henry Zhang angrily: "Don't think that you are the Qiyuan Spiritualist, you can do anything to us, a group of fourth-order spirit beasts, I'm still Didn't pay attention!"

It would be a lie to say that I didn't take it seriously.

The current Chi Yan alone made him feel a sense of oppression, not to mention, there are two mysterious beasts watching, but as the strongest in the Ghost Valley, he can only bite the bullet and threaten.

"Boom!"

Ignoring Mu Ling's intentions at all, the vines wrapped around Song Luo and hit the ground heavily, causing the hard floor to collapse. Immediately afterwards, the vines slammed in all directions, and Song Luo's body hit the stone pillars around the square. Root burst.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gravel splashed everywhere.

Many people were avoiding in fear, looking at Henry Zhang with fear in their eyes, and Yang Ye, who had just arrived, was also dumbfounded when he witnessed the scene in the field.

"Is this his true strength?"

Staring at Henry Zhang's back, Yang Ye swallowed his saliva lightly. He was suddenly very grateful that he made the decision to form an alliance with Henry Zhang in front of the Hall of Poisonous Souls.

The value of Henry Zhang far exceeded his imagination.

"The King of Nights..."

His eyes suddenly swept to the sickle blade in the black mist, and the erratic robe, Yang Ye's pupils widened a little bit. He had heard some news about Henry Zhang when he was in Qingming Lingyuan. Knowing that Henry Zhang has a Kong Lingluo, but he did not expect that Henry Zhang also has a King of Nights.

"How much is his hole card?" Yang Ye smiled wryly.

None of Henry Zhang's spirit beasts are ordinary, and even the rock horned dragon rhinoceros and Yubing butterfly on the worst street are not comparable to the same kind of spirit beasts.

As for the other five spirit beasts, they are even more mysterious.

Of course, Henry Zhang summoned these spirit beasts, and there was no danger of exposing his hole cards.

Just like everyone present here now, they all know that Henry Zhang owns a Ten Thousand Nights King,

so what?

So far, no one has known the spiritual skills of the King of the Night, so people's knowledge of this mysterious beast is still zero.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the swing of the vines, Song Luo's chest was sunken, his teeth fell out, his hair was loose, and the sticky blood stained his clothes, making him extremely embarrassed.

Looking at this scene, the disciples of Youhun Valley, including Mu Ling, felt a chill in their hearts, and an uncontrollable chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Gai.

It won't be the same fate to greet them later, right?

"I was wrong, I apologize!"

Song Luo, who was tightly bound by vines hanging in mid-air, cried bitterly, death is not terrible, the most terrible thing is torture, he is like this, even if he wants to die, he can't die.

Apologize?

Hearing these two words, the Xingyun Peak disciple's eyes were about to burst, and his chest was so angry that it was about to explode.

Apology useful?

When Song Luo relied on himself as the fifth-level spirit emperor, when he slaughtered the disciples of the Xingyun Peak, he was so high-spirited, with such a smile on his face, and looked down on their life and death with a lofty and indifferent attitude.

Now it's his turn, why are you so scared?

If an apology is useful, can those Xingyun Peak disciples who were killed by him come back to life?

"Brother Xiao, don't let him go!"

"My brother died at his hands, I will kill him alive!"

"This bastard!"

The angry scolding continued, Song Luo was so frightened that he trembled all over, and kept begging for mercy, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a slight invisible haze flashing.

A bunch of trash!

If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely kill you all!

"Snapped!"

Just when Song Luo's heart was furious, the vine suddenly loosened, and then the tip of the vine snapped, Song Luo's body crossed a parabola, and smashed into the middle of the angry Xingyun Peak disciples.

"This person, leave it to you."

Henry Zhang's faint voice came out, and Song Luo's scalp exploded immediately, his heart was terrified, and countless gnashing figures surrounded him.

"I have the Soul Eater Knife, which can not only peel flesh and bones, but also cut people's souls!"

"Give him a raw bone pill first, don't let him die so easily!"

"That's right, kill him thousands of times and torture him to death!"

Who can stand out from among the many Xingyun Peak disciples and come to the Shenling Heaven, there is no one who is good. These voices reached Song Luo's ears, and Song Luo almost fainted from fright. The next moment, as countless sword points fell, The heart-piercing screams shook the eyes of people from other forces.

"What are you going to do with us?"

"You can't kill us all, can you?"

"This is a deadly feud with Ghost Valley!"

Looking at Song Luo's miserable end, all the disciples of the Ghost Valley who were surrounded in the square had distorted faces, and some of them were threatening life and death.

"These people don't have a single good thing." Scanning the figures on the square, Cheng Kun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a cold tone.

He couldn't forget how excited these people were when Dong He and Song Luo slaughtered the Xingyun Peak disciples.

"In this case, let's kill them all." Henry Zhang waved his hand lightly, and surrounded the five spirit beasts and two profound beasts in the square, the violent breath burst out suddenly, and the murderous aura was astonishing.

"Henry Zhang, do you only have this ability? I used to treat you as my opponent in vain. You really disappointed me. Your life is probably coming to an end soon!" Mu Ling shouted sharply with anxious eyes.

"Very boring aggressive general." Henry Zhang glanced at Mu Ling and said.

"In front of so many people, don't you dare to fight me in an upright manner?" Mu Ling increased his strength again.

"Dare, how, dare not, so what?" Henry Zhang looked at Mu Ling calmly.

"I lost, and I can tell you a secret. If I win, you will release all the people in our Ghost Valley!" Cursing Henry Zhang for being so difficult, Mu Ling panicked.

Fighting alone, he has a 100% chance of winning, but if he is beaten by so many spirit beasts and two profound beasts in groups, he has no chance of winning.

"Secret?" Henry Zhang's mouth was slightly raised, but the arc was quite cold.

"Don't you dare?"

"If you don't dare, get out!"

"waste!"

Finally seeing a glimmer of life, the disciples of Ghost Valley burst out with hope in their eyes, roaring repeatedly, wanting to provoke Henry Zhang and Mu Ling to single out.

As long as Mu Ling wins, Qing Ming Gui Yao will have the opportunity to erode Henry Zhang's spiritual power and wipe him out.

Then……

They want to kill all the Xingyun Peak disciples who entered Shenlingtian, and they will be ashamed!

"Henry Henry, don't agree." Cheng Kun warned in a low voice, these disciples of Ghost Valley are obviously harboring evil intentions.

"One-on-one, Chi Yan, solve it with one move.

" Henry Zhang said flatly.

"Haha, he agreed!"

"Idiot, you really can't stand the excitement, and you still want to solve it with one trick? You're laughing at me to death!"

"Brother Mu, kill him!"

Many disciples of Youhun Valley shouted in surprise and viciously, but in an instant, the expressions on their faces gradually froze, and a thick look of horror suddenly covered their faces.

(I wrote several chapters before, and I was supposed to update them on time, but what I wrote earlier has nothing to do with the development of the story later, and if I wrote the plot, I would have to write more than ten chapters at once. After thinking about it, I deleted them all. Rewrite, try to finish the part of Shenlingtian as soon as possible)

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